Lorenzo's POV
With Daphne leaning against the car seat after I had made sure she was seated properly, I stepped on the accelerator of the truck down to the penthouse where the doctor should be waiting, and heaven help her if I got in there and noticed she wasn't.
No matter how hard I tried to get her to say a word, she kept mumbling out words which were incoherent to my ears while sweat streamed down her face.
I scooped her in my arms, handing the car key to the valet. I will be back for it later.
“Get in now” I barked orders at the doctor who I could tell had been waiting for a while. Fidgeting which certainly wasn't a great thing at this time.
Daphne kept writhing, squeezing her legs together, with pale features. The doctor stared at me, hard at first before nodding at the door
